At the Ballard Locks Written by parivashg Scaly flesh sparkles, hawk spies the blaring bullseye and dives for dinner. Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... Related One thought on “At the Ballard Locks” what is for dinner? Meat ?! dead or alive ? raw or sun cooked with maggots, insects included ! a taste of nature full of dirt/love perhaps…… LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) w Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.